I left the following Friday sexually satisfied, I still had not figured the emotions out. There was something about John, his confidence, and compassi...n, were like no one else's.When I got home Jerome picked me up at the airport. His demeanor changed, I was fearful of telling him I did not want to be a whore, he just agreed. Jerome started making c***d support payments and the k**s had everything they needed. Could it be? I thought.I got tested for disease when I got home, the tests were. She said do they, I said of course, she had finished the beer and was obviously a little tipsy, she then admitted that she had been playing with herself since she was 7, I asked her if she had ever climaxed and she said yes, she said she plaid with herself most days, sometimes twice.I asked if she had ever had a boy do it for her and she blushed again and said “no way”Why not? I said, it feels better when someone else does it.I said, its up to you, if you want to feel what its like I will do it. “Is that ... something that happens?”“It is becoming more common, yes. This man loved my Queen, and he was precious to her. Not merely because of everything that he had done to emancipate us, she seemed to enjoy his company. I got to know their relationship intimately, and I suppose I developed a certain ... fascination.”“And that’s why you became a doctor?”“In a way, yes. It inspired me to learn Russian and later English, to interact with other humans, to consume human media and learn about. Suddenly, I felt his finger slipped in my ass, then another and then another.“MMMMM, fuck yeah,” I moaned loudly, “ I'm gonna fuck your face so hard you won't be able to talk for a week,” I almost yelled as I continued my assault on his mouth. His response was only a loud moan and rhythmic finger fucking of my ass. I was getting impatient and closer to an orgasm. Between his willing mouth and large fingers in my ass, I knew I was going to shoot my load soon.“I'm cumming,” I yelled out as I.